VVer Petit Bebe

The VVers have been offline for a little while.  It's not because they stopped loving vinyl!  They took some time off of record obsessing to spend time making a human!  Bebe VVer was born right at the end of 2018, and VVer1 documented his first week of records.  Here they are in order:

Day 1 (home from the hospital)

Godzilla Original Japanese Soundtrack

Johnny Cash Johnny Cash Sings Hank Williams

(He enjoyed the sound of this one a lot. It was the only one to get a repeat play later in the week.  A good one to dance to.)

Chuck Berry Chuck Berry's Greatest Hits

Day 2

George Mgrdichian George Mgrdichian on the Oud Menachem Dworman Guitar

Roy Orbison The Best of Roy Orbison

Lee Morgan The Sidewinder

(He's not ready for this one yet.)

Puscifer Conditions of My Parole

(Definitely not ready for this one.)

Day 3

Holly Golightly the Brokeoffs Medicine County

John Coltrane A Love Supreme

James Brown Soul Classics

Kurt Vile and the Violators It's a Big World Out There (and I am Scared)

(This one put him right to sleep and the album title is entirely appropriate.)

Day 4

Johnny Hodges and Wild Bill Davis Mess of Blues

Johnny Cash The Sound of Johnny Cash

The Beatles 1962-1966 (He just did not care for this at all.)

A Place to Bury Strangers Exploding Head

(He seemed interested in this one for at least a track or two before his tiny little head exploded.)

Day 5

Deltron 3030 Event 2

Cat Power Sun

(Not only was this the favorite of the entire week, but the title of the album was the most appropriate.  Bebe VVer enjoyed dancing with VVer1 for three out of four sides of this double album, smiling, chirping, and generally having a look of true wonderment.)

Beastie Boys License to Ill

Various Artists, Trojan Records Rude Boy Rumble

Cat Power, ENGAGE!  The shiny embossed album art on the inner sleeve impressed Bebe VVer (and big VVer too!). 

Day 6

Neil Young Everybody Knows this is Nowhere

Billie Holiday Strange Fruit

Neil Young Trans

(Other than track one of side B, he really loved this one.  Truly he is the child of the VVers.)

Mark Lanegan & Duke Garwood Black Pudding

Fast forward two months: The VVers continue to try out all sorts of new sounds with their progeny.  So far, assuming he's had a nap, he's been open to just about everything!  In a pinch though, it's essential to have easy access to his faves.  With that in mind the VVers have shuffled the record collection to provide him his own section.  Focus on this section has been placed more on how calming and sleep inducing the music will be.  Anyone who has even tried to get an over-tired baby to sleep will understand this.  Records that he has taken to are being relegated to the easy-access top section of the record shelf.  Easy-access meaning when holding in one arm the now-heavier-than-13lbs potato sack that is crying and squirming, the record is a quick grab.  That being said, the convenience of some CDs and digital music has inched its way back into the VVer's speakers.  He still prefers vinyl for visual experience and sound quality (obviously!) but the bebe doesn't like pauses between tracks and good luck if you have to flip the record!  It takes more than a few seconds for that turntable to slow to a stop, flip, and get back up to speed--ut oh, baby woke up already in typing that.

WAGH WAHHHH WAHHHHHHHHH!!!

Since the first week, Baltimore band Beach House became and continues to be Bebe VVer's favorite band; possible coincidence, he "saw" them in concert while in utero a few months prior.  Their 2018 album, 7, is his all-time favorite--meaning it immediately calms him down.  Atmospheric, droning, and soothing female vocals get him into the sleep zone, "60% of the time, it works every time."  ZZzzzzZzzzzzzzZZzzzzz.

THANK YOU BEACH HOUSE!

RPB / SPX / BRB 2018

Vinyl Vagabonds #9 - Escape from DC edition

The VVers are putting new books (plus some classics) out into the wild during three events over the next few weeks. Come and visit!

Record Fair:
Sunday, August 26th, 12pm-5pm, at the Right Proper Brewery in Brookland, Washington, DCRight Proper Brewery in DC is hosting their 2nd annual DC Beer Week Record Fair! Check out a bunch of your favorite vendors (the VVers perhaps?) with your favorite Right Proper beer in hand. They'll also have food pop-ups plus a tie dye station!!!

Small Press Expo:
Saturday 11am-7pm and Sunday 12pm-5pm, September 15-16, at the Bethesda North Marriott Hotel and Conference Center, North Bethesda, MD
The VVers are tabling for the third consecutive year at SPX 2018! Ahhhhh!!! They'll be sharing a space with your friendly neighborhood DC Conspiracy all weekend long.  Not familiar with Small Press Expo? It's only the premier independent comics show, going strong since 1994.

Record Fair:
Sunday, September 23, 11am-5pm, at the Wind-Up Space in Baltimore, MD

Vinyl Vagabonds Presents: Reggie and Hoop

Annnnd, the VVers will be returning to the Baltimore Record Bazaar after a short hiatus. Check out this free fest held in conjunction with Balto Vintage, hosting a Vintage Flea Market happening in the adjacent YNOT lot. Free with food vendors and DJs all afternoon. Lifehack tip: make a day of this by going to the enormous Baltimore Farmers Market in the morning before the show.

Thank you for Your Cooperation #2 - Verhoeven-Zine

Pile of Dumb Records

What happens when a friend (in this case Master Apprentice VV) gives you a short stack of records for free?  He says he hasn't even listened them.  He also says he does not want to ever see them again.

Do you say:
 A. "Why are you just giving me these?"
 B. "Why haven't you listened to them yet?"
 C. "Thank you for the gift."
 or
 D.  All of the above.

Well, one brave and ultimately foolhardy VVer has chosen to say "D" and accepted these records to review for you.  The other VVer has turned a blind eye to more records entering the house.

What's Eating Gilbert 7" EP Cheap Shots
This sounds like total crap.  VVers made it thirty seconds in and then started skipping large chunks of ... music(?), more accurately wasted grooves of vinyl.  Tried it at 45 speed just to see if that would help.  Nope.  The lead singer's yearning lyrics, Ned's Atomic Dustbin wanna-be, are crushing to the soul.  No no no.  Later on in the night VVer #1 tried to sneak it into the neighbors collection as a joke.  Felt guilty.  Took it back and then left it at one of those little library boxes.

Alcoa/Choir Vandals Split EP
More yearning that is practically unlistenable.  The preening vocals don't even make a dent.  Choir Vandals = thrice yearning crapfest.  The guy has a decent singing voice, but unfortunately he knows it and is just wailing his ass off.  This is not helping anybody aka self-indulgent.  Bye bye.

Dee Cracks Heart Shaped flexi-disc single
Eh, more terrible, and the needle got lifted before 30 seconds pass.  Shouting, stop shouting.  It's really sad that the artist did something special by making it a heart shape and for what?  It should be a broken heart (VVers can make this happen).  Again, tried to sneak it into the neighbors collection as a joke.  Neighbor found it later and proceeded to used it to DJ scratch that night.  It didn't exactly save this one from the great scrap heap in the sky (aka the little library box), but at least it made for an entertaining end to the night.

Stigmata 7"
This actually starts off as a respectable metal tune, until the singer opens his dumb mouth.  Infantile lyrics, grainy voice totally lacking in personality.  Disappointing.  Probably he is fun at karaoke night, but a great singer this does not make.  Even more disappointing is the inner artwork, a picture on the label of side b that just looks a little too cheery for a band that sounds this brooding.  Imagine two bros hugging in their basement (the VVers are pleased to spare you actually seeing this picture).  The back cover of the sleeve is also terrible; a sweaty close up of some old guy's back tats.  Several sweaty tat folds here.  Great choice, Stigmata.  Great choice.  Barfing.

This Means War Use it Up fancy pants picture flexi-disc single
This has "worst in show" written all over it because while this might be the prettiest looking of the pile, it sounds like uninspired drek.  Go back to working at Staples.

The Goodtime Boys 7" EP Things I Still Don't Understand
The VVers made it through a whole song.  Listening to the first five bands on this list must have built up the VVers tolerance to garbage.  No actual good times were had.

Quicksand Interiors
Just can't open it... too traumatized already.  Maybe in the morning...

Courtney Barnett / Kurt Vile Lotta Sea Lice
C'mon, this isn't even fair.  This is actually real music.  The LP, a first time partnership for the two has a nice folksy blend of just rightly stoned songs.  The VVers ultimately decided to gift it to the neighbors as an apology of sorts for constantly sneaking crappy records into their collection.  As it happens, it is the perfect record to receive as a gift if you are a fan of either Kurt or Courtney but unfamiliar with the other.  Not to be confused with the documentary soundtrack for Kurt and Courtney.

Upon receiving these records, the VVers do declare:  
(1)  Apprentice is no longer allowed to spew random crappy records upon the VVers for his own pleasure of getting to read them vent about how absolutely bad they are.
(2)  Apprentice must first suffer through them himself, and then, only then, will the VVers entertain this proposal henceforth.

Zine Release Party and DJ Set

Vinyl Vagabonds will be releasing their 9th zine--the "Escape from DC" edition!  Come listen to a specially curated evening of music and pick up a copy of the zine. 

Friday, July 6

7pm-9pm

Bump 'n Grind

1200 East West Highway

Silver Spring, MD 20910

www.bumpngrind.co

Record selection from:

Off-Speed Enrique 7pm-8pm

Penny Quarbles 8pm-9pm

The VVers will be playing all instrumental tracks from artists/bands known typically for their vocals.   There's enough words in their zine, the music doesn't need them too!  FUN!

Come have a coffee, tea, beer, wine, and/or snack, listen to some tunes, and be the first to get yourself a copy of the new zine.  See you there!

Disclaimer- As usual, these zines are painstakingly screen-printed by the VVers, limited edition, loaded with exclusive artwork, and highly collectable.  No big deal.

Escape from DC (In Reality)

In this episode, the Vinyl Vagabonds will share their next, far superior plan to escape from their home base in Washington, DC, amidst political idiocracy.  (Learn more about their first escape plan here.)  Their means of travel will be a TARDIS-like teleportation device made of the empty cardboard box from their new(ish) turntable.  But where will our heroes go in this magical box???

The answer lies with pizza.  Doesn't it always?  The VVers will be traveling to the fabled Pizza Stork Island.  Whaaaa???  Do explain!

Congrats on your escape from DC Mr. and Mrs. VVers. 
Did you remember to pack your shark repellent?

Not so long ago, VVer2 legitimized the claim that pizza is her desert island food by eating pizza every Friday for a year (really, it wasn't hard).  Therefore, she has earned her worthiness to travel to the magical oasis island where a stork delivers a fresh pizza daily.  Toppings and pizza styles can change (thanks to the world class chefs at top secret Stork Alpha Zone HQ--more on that in the next episode), and foraging for additional toppings--compliments of the island--is also acceptable.  The real kicker here is that hidden under each delivered pizza is a record.  Yes, a vinyl-record-a-day is smuggled to the desert island as entertainment to pass the long, stranded hours (wait, the VVers chose to go here, they weren't marooned)!  But who is sending these records?  And how is it that there is a record player (and electricity) on a desert island?  Relax, and stop asking so many logistical questions geez!  The VVers also know that you are reading this wondering about how the stork manages to transport the records without getting gooey cheese and luscious sauce all over them; the answer is that it just happens and no records or sleeves are harmed in the transport.  Trust the bird.  Most importantly the records are always to the VVers' liking (this is a fantastical island, lest you forget).

Check back in on those rascally VVers next issue to see if they can manage to build a record shelf and hi-fi system constructed entirely out of pizza boxes and coconuts--powered by the sun, of course!  Till next time!

The Vengeful Turntable

Flashback to fall 2017:
There rests a large cardboard box in the middle of the living room in the House of VV.  Inside, a fancy new turntable ordered from Needle Doctor in Minnesota.  With the VVers having a busy week, and needing to rearrange their current electronics arrangement before setting up the new player, the box sat untouched for a few days.

Vengeful spookiness ensued.

Artist rendition of actual real imagined events

On the first night, the VVer's still-functioning basic model Audio-Technica turntable decided to make its voice heard.  It is important to preface this with the fact that since 2010 this AT has been the main platter spinner in the House of VV.  During that time it has gotten a ton of action, 100% reliable, aside from needing the occasional adjustment when the speed control got a little out of whack.  So what happened with the AT on this night you ask?  The tone arm refused to lower to the play the record.  You read that right.  The player refused to play.  Usually the process is simply to push the start button and the AT does all of the work, but not on this night.  The arm would raise, move to hover over the vinyl, and sit there thinking about lowering for a few seconds... then return to the cradle.  No joke.  It did this four times before the VVers applied some coaxing, lowering it freehand.  The VVers took note that it was behaving strangely and moved on.

While playing Soundgarden EP, Fopp, on the second night that the new box sat in the living room, there was a moment the VVers turned to each other with eyebrows raised.  "Oh! It's must be set to 45, the wrong speed!" (typical activity in the House of VV).  Upon pushing the button on the AT to change back to 33, it sped up even more, then equalized.  Apparently it was already at 33, then decided to push itself to 45.  It was definitely wrong and after toggling the buttons an extra time it played correctly at 33.  VVer1 could tell the song was initially wrong because "I was dancing--funk dancing--and Soundgarden is not that kinda band."  The speeds were strange, but it did add some extra fun juice to the synths on the f'ed-up "Fopp (Fucked Up Heavy dub remix)."  A happy off-speed accident?  More likely a message of warning that the house machine was not amused.

On the third night, the turntable chose to be extra well-behaved.  While the VVers were listening to an LP from Mr. Chuck Berry, the record had a skipping groove.  As VVer2 got up from playing Settlers of Catan with the neighbors, and before she made it to the turntable, the needle decided to fix itself declaring: "Look at me, I'm a great turntable!"  "Keep me!"  Thinking that everything was ok, the House of VV went back to the seemingly normal game of Catan, but as it turns out VVer1 was clearly possessed by the indomitable spirit of the turntable.  He spent the rest of the night cheating with total disregard for the rules of the board game while the old AT player spun merrily along.  Curse!

This was the last straw.  The VVers committed to setting up the new player that weekend, and with the viewing of several goofy YouTube videos, were able to get it into action.  "The tables have turned!"
"You've had your turn Mr. Bond!"

It's also possible that VVer1's Dead Cross album was the original source of the curse.  Obviously, right?  It arrived at the same time as the new turntable and with an evil glow in the dark cover and blood splattered vinyl too.  Listen to even one foreboding track and you may very well be convinced that this LP is in fact the origin of the trouble.  Impossibly fast, fierce, and eerie with the ear splitting vocals of Mike Patton (Faith No More), annihilating percussion from Dave Lombardo (Slayer), mangled mayhem guitars from Mike Crain (Retox), and pounding  bass from Justin Pearson (Retox, The Locust, and Head Wound City); these Dead Cross guys are just plain mean.

Flash forward to present(ish) day:
End of story, right?  Wrong.  The new table had all sorts of wingdings and gewgaws that needed adjusting to exact precision.  This took months to get right.  YouTube was helpful.  The instructions and home page of the new Pro-Ject player had some helpful tidbits a well.  But "months" is not an exaggeration.  While everything is going well these days, it had been a mental leap to have to manage something that used to so easily and effectively manage itself.  Beware!

Double flash forward to the year 2076:
From their record-shaped flying saucer, the VVers activate their teleportation device and empty out their storage unit finding the AT!  It has grown horns and acquired a trident, but still sounds great when played.  The VVers of the future applaud the VVers of the past for deciding to keep the vengeful turntable around for the next generation of those possessed with the vinyl hobby.

RECORD WEEKEND COMMENCE!

Record Store Day 2018 is Saturday, April 21.  Go out to your favorite record store, buy something, and talk to people (what?--socializing?!--panic!).  The VVers have always managed to find something interesting on RSDs of the past, so just do it!  Read about our adventures here: 2017, 2015.  I mean, just look how excited Third Man Records was about RSD 2018 back in February when the VVers went to visit their Detroit plant.

For a double-whammy of a vinyl weekend, come buy records and zines from the Vinyl Vagabonds in Silver Spring at Denizens Brewing Co. on Sunday, April 22, from 1pm-6pm.  Consumerism!!!  While there is no guarantee RSD titles will be for sale, there is the certainty of beer brewed on premises.  "I'm thirsty already!"  The VVers will have a bunch of used records for sale as well as a debut of their new weird side-project: Reggie and Hoop!  Its a flip-book zine about records and record people.  Perfect!  (As usual, if you want to mail order one, just message us!)

See YOU next weekend, records in hand!

Hoop Analog and Friends

Vinyl Vagabonds premier their brand new "record comic" this Friday, March 9th at Pyramid Atlantic Art Center as part of the group show, not too high not too low.  The new project, Hoop Analog and His Record Shop, explores a community of record stores and their staff.  Hoop, our hero, conquers the galaxy one record at a time (more or less).

NOT TOO HIGH NOT TOO LOW

MARCH 9 - APRIL 13, 2018
Featuring artists: Jessica Agüero, Andrew Cohen, Eric Gordon, Toni Lane, Anna Sellheim and Lenora Yerkes

Pyramid Atlantic Art Center
4318 Gallatin Street, Hyattsville, Maryland 20781

Ahhhhhh!  High priced record art!  Rare!  Limited edition!  Put that sh*^ on eBay!!!

Does Your Collection Need Some Sprucing Up?

Feeling like your record collection is in the doldrums?  Not sure what to get rid of and don't want to add to it?  How about reorganizing?!  The VVers have come up with new fun and creative ways to give your record stash some new zing.  You could possibly even uncover a platter or two you didn't know you had!

Let's get sortin'!

By Genre
Rock, hip-hop, soundtracks, reggae, polka, you know how this goes.  You probably already do this.

Alphabetical
The pinnacle of organization?  Usually its alphabetically last name or group, but make it more challenging and try by album name, or reverse alphabetize to really keep your guests on edge.

By Optimal Time to Listen to the Record
Some albums really just should not be listened to over breakfast, or even in daylight.  Some are perfect to put you right to sleep at night.  Some should only be listened to under the influence.  Others never while hungover.  Some should only be listened to while cats are in the room.  Try organizing your collection by when you prefer to listen to the album.  By hour, by day, by season?

Where it Came From
All records from thrift stores go here, purchased online here, had forever here, borrowing indefinitely from a friend here.  Know where your records came from.  Sometimes, it is the only thing you know about a record (example, "that gold spray stenciled cover from Skully'z in New Orleans": no idea of the name of the band or album, only where it is from).

Chronological
A way to get a perspective on your music.  Organize by year originally released and records get to live near their contemporaries.  Time slices, people!  Or, if you are really weird, you can organize by date issued, meaning originals in one section and reissues and new albums in another.  Seems not right... and yet.

Sleeve Color
Are you one of those people that needs Instagram-able pictures of books or clothes organized by color?  Try it with your records.  Sleeve spines that are in rough shape and peeling/cracking go under beige/white.  Good luck.


Sleeve Spine Width
Here's a fun and tedious idea--arrange your records based on how much room they take up on the shelf!  Skinny to widest please!  Take this further by arranging your records by ...

Gatefold
Create a "gated community" on your record shelf that only houses gatefold covers!  Then work your way down to singles and then those flimsy sleeves that don't really have spines and aren't really sleeves.  The gatefold community reigns supreme!

Record Label
Shouldn't all of your Sub-Pop records live in harmony together?  Don't Motown albums want to share space?  Some labels could be neighbors, such as Gordy and Tamla.  Makes sense.  Could get a little confusing with artists who have lengthy discographies and did a lot of label hopping.  This probably isn't the best idea.


Related Bands
Rage Against the Machine/Tom Morello/Street Sweeper/Prophets of Rage/Public Enemy/Cypress Hill.  Are we playing six-degrees of separation, or should these records actually live together because they all have overlapping musicians?  Tool/A Perfect Circle/Puscifer.  Santana/Buddy Miles/Jimi Hendrix.  Dum Dum Girls/Haunted Hearts/Crocodiles/Flowers of Evil/A Place to Bury Strangers.  Big Business/Melvins/Nirvana/Hole/Foo Fighters/Queens of the Stone Age/Mark Lanagan/Screaming Trees.  Don't even think about trying this with the jazz recordings, everyone worked with everyone!  This actually might be a perfect way to organize.

Buying History
You know what album you got first.  This could be a really fun way to engage your collecting with a little self history reflection.  You would get some perspective on how your tastes may have changed (or stayed the same) over the years.

Listening History
A system like this would have to take place organically over time so the organizing part is generally very simple.  Just empty the first slot on your shelf and the rest should take care of itself.  It could be a little controversial as you're likely to lose track of albums very easily.  However, you'll always have a lock on what you are enjoying and what you aren't.  The biggest plus to that might be that you can figure out what you should put in the "out" box.  "Collector" records that don't get spun often or at all might get a little bit shunned, or maybe they will be more likely to be out of harms way?  Only one way to find out!

By Listener
If you share a collection and have designated records that don't get played in front of the other resident, why not relegate those records to their own little area where the enjoyer of those records knows where they are kept?  This would make it so the un-appreciator of those records never has to see them.  A quick rebut to this method is that one will immediately call the other out for taking up more shelf space than the other and chastise them to keep their amassing collection in check.   This system very acutely provides a visual to any hoarding being done by one of the resident collectors.  Probably should avoid doing this.  Le sigh.

Try a mash-up of styles, then really no one other than you will know where your records live.  Meow.

Randy Thinks You're the Spud

Randy Edleman You're the One 1979
In another chapter of . . . "The VVers braved it so you won't have to!"

Look at this piece of... No No No.  "It burns the eyes!!!"  What is happening here!?!  VVer Master Apprentice found this LP in the outbox of a relative on the West Coast (apparently it was a gift, hopefully a gag gift), shipped it to VVer Secret World HQ, with accompanying letter "Smug asshole cover waiting for a Vinyl Vagabond scathing review if worthy - HAHAHA."  Worthy indeed.

What starts off bad only exceeds expectations as a pulsating poop sandwich.  Dropping the needle reveals playful synth pop, completely void of creativity and soul.  Randy himself sounds like a fifth rate Elton John, lacking any significant musical chops and at times missing his marks.  His back-up singers do their best to sound enthusiastic, earn their pay, and get out of the studio as quickly as possible.  Title track, "You're the One" sounds a little interesting for a brief moment, in tone at least.  And then in comes horsey clackity-clack wood block percussion and the incredibly cheesy chorus.  It seems like an attempt at a Stevie Wonder tune going horribly off the rails.  At the very least, it's not as terrifyingly bad as what happens two tracks later: "A Potato in the Rain" which has the dubious history of being used to terminate pregnancy in farm animals.  It's hard to exactly quantify the level of schmaltz on display in this song, in short, this is a sad, sad, sad song.  It's supposed to be sad.  The VVers doubt this is the sort of sad Randy was going for though.  The track goes on about Randy getting ditched by a lady in favor of another guy.  Don't ask about what happened to the potato.  "Night Music," the only up tempo tune on the album has a 52 second fade-out which actually does have a final piano flourish to end the song... so why the fade-out Randy?  WHY!?!  By far the best/worst song on the album has to be the final track, "All Along the Rhine."  It's a tourism tune that touches on the history and sights of Europe set to a mopey vibe.  The lyrics end with Randy having a hangover.  Suffer through this album and it's guaranteed you will have a hangover as well.

Let's talk about lyrics for a second.  The VVers don't often review albums of love songs and balladry, so with a clothes pin firmly attached to nose, here are a few lyrics to contemplate.  First a line from the song "Thirty Years Old (Mom)": "I've been reading books, I wanna see the world at first hand.  I've been taking looks around, I'm gonna show where I stand.  I've been too locked up, to give my heart half a chance.  See your baby has grown, and it's time I left home."  Really Randy?  You put a song on your album about moving out of Mom's house on your 30th birthday?  WTF.  How about a line from "A Potato in the Rain," ready? "We had planned to take a drive, a postponed romantic ride.  But when I pulled up, another guy had just pulled out.  You waved goodbye, feel I'm falling, feel I'm weak.  I know I'm not in command, so here I stand in endless pain, a potato in the rain."  Endless pain is right.  The only upside is the VVers and friends now have a new code for a bad party time.  Example: "This bar is like a potato in the rain."  "Yeah, let's go."  Does this guy have a fan club?  Does it double as a watch list for the FBI's least wanted list?

Figure A: Totally creepy

But what got this record to the VVers is the album cover.  Look at this guy.  Have you ever seen such beautiful shiny hair?  His image, pointing so earnestly in the VVers faces.  The color of his skin is slightly washed out in a frosted way, perhaps intended to be ethereal, but instead has the appearance of the Grim aka "Awkward" Reaper.  Honestly, the LP has to be placed face down to finish this review otherwise there will be hurling.  As in, this VVer is going to hurl this album into a threshing machine.  Guess what?  The inside sleeve has even more awkward pictures of Randy and yes, in several of them he is pointing at the VVers.  STOP BEING CREEPY RANDY! 

Lastly, credits for "A Potato in the Rain" read: Fender Rhodes, Piano: Randy (Spuds) Eldeman;
Fingersnaps: Randy (Tater-Tots) Eldeman.  STOP RUINING POTATOES FOR THE VVERS!!!  THEY ARE YELLING IN ALL CAPS NOW!  This album is stamped a promotional "DJ" copy and is NOT FOR SALE.  What a shame.  You can't make that shit up, this album is the gift from Satan that keeps on giving. 

RCA Victor Vintage Series

Some records you end up buying almost by accident.  You might know of the artist (but not the specific record) or you know about the reputation of the label it is on.  The VVers have talked about this in the past; sometimes you have faith in a label and buy whatever they issue.  Examples that come to mind: Light in the Attic, Blue Note, Stax.  At some point a few years back, the VVers realized they had a few of these RCA Victor Vintage Series jazz records (Duke Ellington and Benny Goodman) and have since been collecting more, just because.  The iconic, black and white, diamond-shaped wine rack on the cover makes it fairly easy to identify a release from this series.  Had it not been for easily identifiable cover, we may not have picked up Earl Hines (hearing of him, but not hearing him) or Sidney Bechet (again, only known by name, not sound).  What is also nice is that many of them were recorded before vinyl LPs, and thus were available only on shellac 78s from the 1930s and 1940s.  This new series brought jazz and folk music on the as-advertised "microgrooves" of the vinyl record.  Each album is a well curated compilation of these musician's careers.  All the liner notes from this series are fairly thorough, speaking both of the background of the artist and the tracks selected.

"The RCA Victor Vintage Series has been created to bring you selected reissued performances, unavailable for some years, by great personalities of popular, jazz and folk music worlds.  All recordings in the Vintage Series have been remastered with the latest recording techniques, but the artistic values of the performances are the only consideration for inclusion.  There are truly great recordings of the past for your present and future enjoyment."

Duke Ellington Daybreak Express 1964
Recordings from 1931 to 1934, notable contributions from Cootie Williams on trumpets, Johnny Hodges on alto and tenor sax, and Sonny Greer on drums, amongst others.  Tracks are classic Ellington and sound "of the time," whatever that means.  This is perhaps the first of the series that the VVers bought.  The appeal of the cover art, known musician, and track listing certainly helped.  Jazz standard "Dear Old Southland" closes out side one on a familiar sounding high note, yet when turning to the sleeve write-up wanting to learn more about it, the pathetic one sentence just mentioning this song doesn't do it justice.

Leadbelly The Midnight Special 1964
Imagine being teleported to a time of the deepest blues.  You're not even close.  Try a little harder, get into the mind of the dusty field worker.  Leadbelly pulls the blues from his belly and pushes the lead out from his throat.  He belts out tunes like a solo, baritone gospel singer all while strumming on his twelve-string guitar.   Not the sort of record you just pop on for giggles.  He cuts up a howling jam pretty well: "New York Citay! Wooh!  Ain't that a citay! Eeeh!"  Puts Little Richard into perspective.  "Whoa Back Buck" is just amazing.  Good luck figuring out exactly what the words are in this work song--sounds like marbles in his mouth are occasionally spit out by kung-fu "hi-ya" shouts.  Even his back-up singers provide a "whoa, hey, whoa."  "Midnight Special" is especially affecting; swinging in soul and harmony like an ancient spiritual.  The liner notes on the rear sleeve are flush with information.  These VVers didn't know the story behind what the midnight special was--what did they think it was exactly?  "A popular legend among inmates at the prison . . . was that if the midnight express [train] shined its light in a prisoner's window as it went roaring by, that prisoner would be the next man released."  And now you know.

Earl Hines The Grand Terrace Band 1965
Jumping' swingin' rollickin'.  All three apply here to high effect.  Considering he is apparently known as the "King Pianology" his pianology isn't quite the focus here; most tracks feature horns and even the write-up credits saxophonist Budd Johnson for most of the arrangements on the album.  Overall it doesn't matter, it's still a great listen.

Sidney Bechet Bechet of New Orleans 1965
While it assuredly helps when an older record is in pristine shape, the audio on these recordings from 1932 through 1941 are stunningly quite crisp.  Perhaps this is because these New Orleans classics were mostly recorded in RCA Victor's New York studios (as opposed to field recordings) with Bechet on both the clarinet and soprano sax.  His self-taught style sounds like a hummingbird zooming in tight tremolo.  Final track, "Sheik of Araby" is an odd one, he played all the instruments, overdubbing one after another.  This was 1941.  Who did that!?!

Benny Goodman B.G., The Small Groups 1965
Literally every time one of the VVers plays this for others, usually the stand out "Bei Mir Bist Du Schon," someone asks what it is and comments positively on it.  It's a guaranteed conversation piece defined by multiple tempo shifts directed by Goodman's narrative clarinet and accompanied by a playful, shimmering xylophone and crisp female vocals.  About half of the tracks on here are fast numbers that will get your toes tapping in a pleasing frenzy of percussion, while the other half of the tunes are more patient and magical.  All are colored nicely with Mr. Goodman's clarinet and smooth swing.

Happenings!

Need holiday presents for that hard-to-shop-for someone (or for yourself)?  

Feel like new tunes and checking out some vinyl-themed art is in your forecast?  

The Vinyl Vagabonds have got you covered!

Saturday, December 16, 2017, noon - 5pm
Record Rats at Rhizome in Takoma (DC)
6950 Maple St. NW
Washington, DC 20012

Vinyl Vagabonds will be selling records and zines (perfect for stocking stuffers!!!) at this music and arts space.









Friday, December 15, 2017, through Sunday, January 27, 2018
The Post Contemporary Records Store at Cardinal Gallery in Baltimore
1758 Park Avenue
Baltimore, MD 21217

The Vinyl Vagabonds have been creating a new work of art involving the narratives of vinyl records that will be debuted at Cardinal, and will have zines for sale.  Two dates: Friday, December 15, opening reception; Friday, January 19, artists talk.

Page 7 of Reggie: The Lovable Record Slob

Page 8 of Reggie: The Lovable Record Slob

Belgium RSD

Look at the smattering of stores!

The VVers by coincidence (you be the judge) landed in Brussels, Belgium, direct from a red-eye, the morning of Record Store Day 2017 (its ten-year anniversary).  Ok, it wasn't a coincidence, but they didn't specifically travel overseas just to buy records!  They did however look up their record store options beforehand, thanks to the RSD website and with the indispensable help of The Vinyl District's map app.  In anticipation of their record buying habits they packed two empty record shipping boxes to fill up and mail home as to not hurt their backs while traipsing across Belgium and France.  Woah, these VVers are organized!

Having slept exactly zero hours on the overnight flight, the VVers head to their first stop (based purely on locational convenience), the Hors-Serie (which the VVers for their entertainment call the "Horse-ery").  There was a small line queuing up waiting for the store to open already!  It moved quickly, but was a mad rush of men-folk crushing around the sales counter, some were a bit pushy.  All the RSD releases were on shelves behind the counter and this was really the first foray for our heroes in engaging someone in Dutch or French, or Belgish(?).  Smiling and pointing helped, and the first purchase was made!  Shocking Blue's At Home, is essentially a plush, expanded version of their most famous album on translucent (shocking) blue vinyl.  It also happened to be one of the few albums the VVers were fairly certain they would come across for RSD as the band was from the region.

Next stop was Caroline Records, which had a great selection of American-release RSD titles nicely in boxes on the counter for buyers to flip through.  This is truly a great store with a separate upstairs store, B-Sides, an amazingly well-stocked vinyl utopia run by a super enthusiastic and knowledgeable gentleman.  Based on the VVers inquiring if there were any Stereolab records (to bring home for their record-loving neighbor), he commented that they are impossible to find, and recommended a kindred UK band's RSD 10" EP, Vanishing Twin Dream By Numbers, and off went the VVers with more records.

A handy map led the VVers to small shop, Elektrocution, so why not pop in?  This place was a little too punk and metal for the VVers who were on the verge of collapsing by this point in the day (probably only 11AM local time).  Shop clerk/owner looked like he was in his 50's and was totally gothed-out with makeup, especially for the morning hours (dressed for the whole day?).  Probably was a great store, but no RSD releases and the VVers were a one-track mind at this point.

The Collector had a few very obscure RSD releases, but mainly was a used store with a deep and seemingly never-ending oldies section.  You could dig in here for days.  The basement literally was small room after small corridor for what seemed like quite a distance.  VVer1 happily got lost a few times.  As it was RSD, and the special releases are the thing to go for, the VVers were only in here for too scant a time.  Anyways, by this point the VVers were looking towards a well deserved nap.

After some reconstituting, one last hurrah was in the cards.  You see, these travelers decided that, since they were very upset about missing the Black Angels play 9:30 Club with A Place to Bury Strangers due to the timing of the trip, they would without guilt splurge on the RSD release of the Black Angels new LP, Death March.  The limited RSD release is on glow-in-the-dark double vinyl with plush packaging.  They already knew they would buy the regular release of the record anyway, so why not get the fancy edition?  Let the costs of shipping home a heavy, double record be damned! YES! Finding said album, however, proved harder than they anticipated with all the record stores in town being sold out.  Balades Sonores, just outside the northern edge of downtown, was the last stop of the day and proved to be just the place and just in time!  Hopes were dim, being late in the afternoon, but the VVers wanted to check out one more store, so they hopped a tram and lucked out, getting their last copy!  They still had bunches of international RSD releases and some compelling local ones the VVers got to sample thanks to the very friendly staff.  After a bit of back and forth the VVers made their purchases and the store staff recommended a nearby tavern for a bit of rest before some live in-store music courtesy of local band, Compro Oro, who put out an RSD 10" release, Bombarda, which was also purchased.  The VVers had an hour and a half to kill and began to follow the directions, "Just on the other side of that church."  Turns out the church was much further away than it seemed and through a less than appealing area; the VVers were spent.  After a totally unnecessary trudge getting to the bar, which turned out to be closed for no discernible reason, the VVers decided to go back to home base and skipped the show.  Bummed as VVer1 was about this turn of events, it lead to a relaxing night of Belgian beers and strolling the neighborhood.  There are no complaints about Belgian beers.

On the way out of town, the VVers got up bright and early with their newly acquired stack all packed up in two near-bursting shipping flats and ready to go.  As luck would have it there was a post office right around the corner.  After VVer2 heroically filled out what seemed to be a hundred forms for shipping two packages home, at a not insignificant price, the records were bound for the States.

When reunited at home with said packages, they didn't quite look like they did when they were sent out....  These packages were covered with adorable kitten stamps--the best being a kitten playing with yarn!  Belgium!  How dare you make the VVers smile even more when opening packages full of records!?!  When trying to describe this scene to a friend the response went a little something like this: "I just want to lick them!"  Meow!

PS, The journey continued, but there are just way too many record stores in France to write about.  The VVers just can't....

Small Press Expo 2017 - September 16 & 17

Three hot new books for SPX 2017!!! Ahhhhhh!!! Come visit the Vinyl Vagabonds at table G-11 all weekend long.

Vinyl Vagabonds #8
Brand new zine about vinyl music (duh). Lots of words, original artwork, and pointers. You will learn something reading this. Screen-printed cover. Yummy.

Trick or Treat - Cartoonists Draw Blood Anthology
10% of each book's proceeds have been donated to American Red Cross as part of the broader mission of this group; supporting blood drives with art. Cover illustration by Teresa Roberts Logan. My story, "They Want Our Candy" is a four-pager about aliens landing on Halloween for mischief and sweets.  Part of a hefty book featuring the talents of - Joe Sutliff, Joe Carabeo, Teresa Roberts Logan, Steven George Artley, Carolyn Belefski, Art Hondros, Mal Jones, and Steve Loya.

Mr. Squibly is On the Job #1
The first-ever feature-length Mr. Squibly book, twelve pages of intrigue about our favorite gumdrop-headed hero and his new office job. Screen-printed cover! Very limited release!!! Rare!!!!!

Dear Record Executive

Dear Sir or Madam Record Executive,

Please consider green lighting a B-Sides and Rarities compilation for the legendary Mr. Kurtis Blow.  He continues to be musically active and is considered one of the founders of hip-hop.  In addition he most assuredly could use the money.  Evidenced here: http://www.njpac.org/events/detail/the-hip-hop-nutcracker-2016.  His discography has many high points that justify digging in the vaults (with all seven LPs in their collection, the VVers know what they are speaking of), yet there are some low points.  For instance: his last few albums were decidedly his worst, his somewhat corny rapping style became dated, and most surely of all he was "born again" in the early 90s and The Jesus does not like rap.  It's true.

Not convinced?  Perhaps a live album?  Even a legitimate "Greatest Hits and Misses" collection with a few bonus tracks might do it.  The few compilations (cassette, CD, and digital only) that have come out don't feature a single bonus track.  So whack!  Where are the deep cuts?  Where are the diamonds in the rough?  Mr. Blow probably has whole concept albums that have never seen the light of day!  Even an all B-Sides collection (ha, this is evil) would be acceptable... perhaps even useful?  The U.S. military would probably be first in line to underwrite it.

The VVers do not deny their shameless KB love.  No matter how bad this new compilation is, the VVers will buy it.  That put, please ensure this release is a plushly designed, picture disc, triple album pressed to minimum 200 gram vinyl, packaged with a chrome collectors download card, foil embossed lyric sheet, deluxe life size door poster, and flier advertising how to join his fan club.

Suggestions for a title:
B-Sides Both Sides
This Blows
Blowin' Again
Tough Deuce, America
Falling in Love ... Again?
Breaks, Blows, and B-Sides
B-Movie Beasts? Nah, B-Side Blowin'!

In conclusion, KB is an international treasure who deserves to be recognized for his talent.  The VVers are willing to pay.

Sincerely,

The VVers

P.S. The VVers have made it a tradition of harping on about bad B-sides by Mr. KB, and that is not really fair.  The man has made a number of great B-side cuts such as:  "Throughout Your Years" (with crazy jazz pianos and funspirational call and response), "Do the Do" (featuring fat drum rolls and bass lines and some very silly call and response), "Daydreamin'" (the only tolerable singing Mr. KB has ever done over a well-composed track), "Under Fire" (a sonic assault of echo, braggadocio, and laser beam effects, also a favorite of VVer #2), "I'm Chillin (the Transformers theme song co-opted as an anti-sexism track), and "If I Ruled the World" (probably his most recognizable late-career track, famously swiped by Nas for his single of the same name).

Dead Moon - Unknown Passage - 1989

Strange Dead Moon: A Backwards Discovery

Many a Record Store Day ago (actually 2013 in NYC), the VVers picked up a copy of Strange Moon by A Place to Bury Strangers, not knowing much about what it was except that: (1) they like APTBS; (2) the EP was on bright yellow vinyl; and (3) the songs were all covers of some band called Dead Moon.  As it turned out, Strange Moon is a lovely, loud album full of fuzzy reverb energy.  A+!  This can stand alone as a fantastic EP, however, it thrilled the VVers so much they became curious to listen to the original versions.  Surprisingly, this EP isn't a cover of just one of Dead Moon's albums, but what could be considered more of a favorites collection for APTBS.  How apropos that a three-member band from Brooklyn is covering an obscure, three-member band from Portland, OR.  The VVers are intrigued.... they need to find some Dead Moon records.

While occasionally perusing record bins, as the VVers do, they procured a later career album, Crack in System, from End of an Ear in Austin, TX.  Several tracks have repeating bonehead riffs a la early Beastie Boys while others have a decidedly lo-fi Neil Young and Crazy Horse vibe.  Although good (and strange), VVer #2 really wanted to hear the original songs that APTBS covered, none of which were on this LP.  While the VVers cannot for the life of them remember where they found it, Unknown Passage is the album from 1989 that has the majority of the APTBS-covered titles on it.  It was bought, listened to, and squeezed into the record shelf for another day.  Not a recollection of its first listen, other than a "hmm" APTBS did straight covers, more or less, adding a touch of their own particular sound.  Looking back, it's hard to say what the VVers expected from the original.  It's not like APTBS was remaking something far afield like a Peggy Lee or James Brown song or something; both bands have a similar sound palate.  Regardless, this record was ignored for a few months.  Upon a recent re-discovery, the VVers realized just what captured APTBS' imagination.

Outstanding originals that were covered on Strange Moon include "Dead Moon Night" and "54/40 or Fight."  Opening track "Dead Moon Night" is full of Fred Cole's fierce, warbling, grating voice over churning guitar crescendos mid-track that give way to an ominous close out.  "54/40" is a speedy, garage-punk track that is the real deal.  It's raw and energetic, but oh those little extra drums are a nice touch.  "ALLLLLLLRRRIGHTTT!"

The only track out of the few on Unknown Passage that is outdone by its cover is "I'm Wise."  Dead Moon's has a much more melancholy tone created by angsty vocals where APTBS comes off much more creepy, menacing, and threatening.  APTBS add a bit of their typical reverb to pay homage in the best way on this one.

Side B of Unknown Passage is comprised of outstanding tracks, none of which were covered on Strange Moon.  The intense "Time has Come Today" is super raw and loud.  It all breaks down a few minutes in to just a clock-like tick, then echoing this beat, a sludgy guitar re-enters to morph back into the original song.  "On my Own" closes out the album with a shambling, lo-fi Stooges vibe.

This is the sort of music that feels like it comes from the edge of forgotten places from people who do not care in the slightest about what you might think about it.  Every song has enough honest and raw fury to capture curiosity and then smash it to little itty bits.  Even the calmer tunes feel desolate enough to make your palms a little sweaty.  This self-recorded and self-produced second album makes the most of Dead Moon's sparse sound.  Their DIY ethos is displayed in every facet of the the music on this record.  Originally released on Fred and Toody Cole's own label, Tombstone Records, this mono recording has been long out of print.  Thankfully, fellow Portland label Mississippi Records reissued and remastered this one from the original tapes.  A perfect candidate for reissue.  Thank you Mississippi Records and APTBS for leading the VVers down an unknown passage to rediscover some great music.

Baltimore and Washington DC Zine Premiere

The VVers have triumphantly finished issue #8 of their zine.  You could call issue #8 the "Baltimore Edition" and still maintain your integrity -- the cover was screenprinted at Baltimore Print Studios and the zine features write-ups on the VVer's favorite Baltimore record shops.

Find the VVers pedaling their new zine and lots of newly acquired vinyl for you to buy at...

BALTIMORE RECORD BAZAAR
Sunday - June 25, 2017
12pm-6pm @ The Windup Space
Baltimore, 12 W North Ave, Baltimore, MD 21201

and just a few miles down the road and a several weeks later...



DC ZINEFEST
Saturday - July 15th, 2017
10am-4:30pm @ St. Stephen and the Incarnation Church
1525 Newton St NW, Washington DC 20010

DC Zinefest 2017 will feature 50+ zine vendors from the DC area and from afar!  Bring $$$ to buy zines, mini comics, prints, pins, and more!

Upcoming Record Fair Happenings

Vinyl Vagabonds want you to buy their records!
You have two chances to catch up with the VVers at Baltimore Record Bazaar:

April 9, 2017, and June 25, 2017
12pm-6pm @ The Windup Space
Baltimore, 12 W North Ave, Baltimore, MD 21201

The VVers will be there slinging records and zines.  Word on the street is that there could be a new issue of Vinyl Vagabonds zine out by the June date!  Stay tuned.

How to Justify Buying Records When You Don't Need Them

When a single reason to buy a record exists, you buy it, even if you don't need it.  Need of course is relative.   Who really needs records (the VVers obviously)?  Isn't it nice to have a little extra push when it comes to trying out new music?  Even better is a trifecta of reasons.

In this case, two weeks out from Inauguration this past January, the VVers were feeling pretty down about the state of the world.  In response to the White House travel ban, online music community Bandcamp, announced they were donating 100% of their proceeds to the American Civil Liberties Union to support its work for immigrants and refugees.  [Reason #1: Your money goes to a good cause.]

While using Bandcamp rather frequently (usually to stream albums from new artists), the VVers recently noticed that you can actually buy vinyl from them (WHOA!).  In the meantime on social media, Savannah's Graveface Records & Curiosities also posted about the Bancamp/ACLU event.  This got VVer #2 thinking that there was new music on Graveface's label that looked interesting.  Since going to the label tour last year, the VVers have followed Graveface a bit.  They are a plucky little label that not only puts out interesting music, but also oddball horror soundtracks from yesteryear, and even the occasional zine.  [Reason #2: Supporting a small, indie label.] 

Coincidentally, Closeness, which is a collaboration of Todd Fink (The Faint) and his wife Orenda Fink (Azure Ray) released their debut EP, Personality Therapy, this month on Graveface.  With no idea what they sound like, what risk is there when you are sure that you like half a band's music (The Faint)?  In this case, the 50/50 chance paid off.  Personality Therapy is a strong, six-song set of driving, well-produced tunes.  The EP has a nice blend of romance, darkness, and even a hopeful streak.  There is a very atmospheric quality running throughout several tracks.  "End of the Maze" is a standout that mixes the duo's futuristic, distorted harmonies and pairs them with doomsday synths.  [Reason #3: Familiarity with half the band.]

Boom! Added bonus, it's a limited edition color 12", buttttt .... this one nearly breaks the Naked Butt Rule in the House of VV.  You see, there is an awesomely horrific cover to this EP, which is not full-on butt nakedness, but comes damn close.   This VVer heroically overlooked this arbitrary rule to support a few good causes (and the vinyl is good stuff too)!  "Need" fulfilled.

Community Service vs Self Service

VVer #1 spent a recent Sunday doing a solid for local community radio WOWD-LP 94.3fm in Takoma Park by helping the new, nonprofit station organize piles of donated vinyl.  With friend and fellow enthusiast along for the ride, VVer #1 culled through the mountain (not an exaggeration), throwing away the moldy stuff (more than you want to know), and cleaning anything salvageable.  The goal was to make a pile of "the good stuff," so the station could make some bank at their next fundraiser.

Here are four that looked interesting enough to "borrow" and write about:

Elton John S/T 1970
This uncharacteristic looking album, his second LP, immediately stood out from the crates.  First of all, Elton is serious, dark, moody...   Knowing him mostly from his more flamboyant 70s' persona and the modern, more refined bloke, this appeared very different.  It sounds different as well, hedging closer to James Taylor (most of the album) or Leonard Cohen ("First Episode at Hienton") in tone, with a few pop numbers and a pretty spot on Rolling Stones sounding number ("No Shoe Strings on Louise").  Some tracks even call Led Zeppelin to mind ("Sixty Years On"), minus the ripping guitars of course.  Heavy?  Yeah, Elton gets heavy.  Side B has a few clunkers, but nothing that will make you poke your own ears out.  Thankfully the final track is strong and encourages a bit of repeat listening.

The Sprouts of Grass Ring the Bells for the Federals, Washington Federals Official Bluegrass Fight Song 7" 1984
Yes, there was a time when the Washington D.C. area had two professional football teams.  The USFL Washington Federals played for two pathetic seasons, 1983-84.  Apparently somebody actually was excited enough about this and decided to spread that excitement using the power of bluegrass.  And... it's awesome.  A straight ripping tune, singing the praises of the new team.  It's a dark sound with lyrics far too optimistic for how bad the team actually was.  It shouldn't work, but dagnabit it does!  This VVer likes it, he does!  Fun fact, the USFL lasted only three years and was more or less destroyed by the overzealous business acumen of President Orange-head McDipshit.  "There's a new force a risin' on DC's horizon!"  One lyric you'll wince at: "Hurrah for the Feds, fly their banners overhead!"

Adding to the appeal of this curio is the quick pickin' second song, "East West Highway Blues."   These VVers have been living on or near East West Hwy for years and years.   This ode is a nice little ditty about a cabbie just barely scraping by running fares up and down "Montgomery to Prince George's, just to pay this taxi's dues."  It gets a little surreal at the end, but that's probably just the driver being tired from a long shift. 

Of the four-song 7" three of the tracks are pretty sharp.  The final song, "Winter Storm" is dark and resonant with beautiful instrumentation and some delicate banjo pluckage.  There is something the VVers never have typed before.

Michael Jackson Dirty Diana 12" 1987
Laser beams!!!  Really not much needs to be written about this song.  Michael yelps through it and the production values are a little ridiculously of the era.  At least the back cover picture gives us something special.  Wow!

The Fugs S/T 1966
Weirdo freakshow music from people that need a bath!  This is the sound of the counterculture in full on revolt against USA hypocrisy of the 60s.  Most of the album is not the sort you would ever enjoy to hear, except "Kill for Peace," a pleasant hippie hootenanny about Vietnam, replete with racial slurs and a gun-riddled finale.  Things get even more un-groovy during the eleven minute album closer, which definitely inspired "The End" by the Doors except that this is entirely unlistenable.  Says VVer #2, "I'll be totally fine not hearing that last song again."  The liner notes on the back of the sleeve are by Allen Ginsburg; so there's that.  There is also a note on the back cover written in Esperanto to send $5.98 for a copy of the record.  This is confusing and made even more confusing by the fact that it is in Esperanto.  Apparently the record label, ESP-Disk, was primarily a label supporting Esperanto music.  So now you know that.

Looking forward for another opportunity to dig through a mountain of totally random vinyl (for a good cause of course).